Is it that by its indefiniteness it shadows forth the heartless voids and immensities of the universe, and thus stabs us from behind with the thought of annihilation, when beholding the white depths of the milky way?
A part of me wants to answer your question seriously, though I am deterred by the general silliness within this thread.
Nevertheless, here's a nugget of reasoning:
Any attempt on my part to define myself would be biased, and thus flawed.
Furthermore, any attempt on the part of others to define me could only be based upon my external tendencies, which (as far as I understand) do not capture my essence.
I'd say they capture an element of your essence; the way you react to and deal with the world sort've thing.
Who you choose to appear (ie we cannot see inside, so what you make 'visible' to people) as is almost as telling as who you are unrestrained imo (it's inner workings manifested). No man is an island. Consider 'Thoughts speak louder than words', and if we cannot judge upon actions soley, if we can identify possible reasoning, and contrast/compare with outcome = human endevour, or as one whole peice our 'art', we're part way there.
Originally Posted by ilovetrannies
I am a weirdo wrapped in an enigma(that is human natue) placed on fag hag plate.
YES! It seems I am your lost twin.
Come along Fool
A direct hit of the senses you are disconnected
It's not that it's bad, it's not that it's death
It's just on the tip of your tongue, and you're so silent